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“Wait, are you out of the hospital already?” I asked, putting my hand in Beau’s face and trying to shove him off of me.
Rupert Bartholomew-Buxton was going to add an extra headache to my job. I ran through all the security measures I had already put in place. The threatening letters posted from a variety of locations hadn’t stopped, but we had stopped all the other attacks on the club. The power getting cut hadn’t turned away customers. Beau and I had prevented the attempted arson. Sure, if you wanted to gettechnical, the culprit was still very much at large and Rupert had gotten shot. But my boss going into hysterics over everything wasn’t going to improve my temper.
“I’m down at the club!” he said. “This is it; they’re really going to shut us down this time.”
“Keep a stiff upper lip,” I said sharply, wiggling as Beau moved over where I was lying on my belly, putting one leg on either side of me.
“Get off me,” I hissed at him, but he ignored me like the cocky motherfucking diva he was, knowing his lips on my neck and back were making me shiver.
“I’ll be right down,” I said.
“I don’t have time for this,” I told Beau. “I have to get down to the club and soothe Rupert.”
“In a while,” he said. “I’m not going to let Rupert Bartholomew-Buxton keep me from fucking you this morning.”
“You don’t just want to fuck me,” I retorted. “You’re trying tobreedme.”
I felt his lips rise into a smile against my back, and he suddenly flipped me over so that I was lying on my back under him, his hands firm and possessive against my body, tracing the curves of my flesh.
“That’s right,” he said, lowering his head to my tank top, tracing the outlines of my breasts with his tongue.
“I think you’re about to ovulate, baby. I’m going to put my seed deep inside you and you’re going to lie back and take it like a good girl.”
Well, I mean, he was going to do it anyway. . .whether I wanted to or not. . .
He kissed me, his tongue in my mouth, his deep groans making me feel like I was the most desirable woman in the world, and I stopped trying to reassure myself that my feelings for Beau were restrained and sensible as I opened my legs and he shoved his dick inside me with a rumble of bone-deep need.
* * *
When we finally made itto Heavenly Lights the place was in an uproar, protesters and media out front, and the employees all gathered excitedly in little knots inside.
Luis was flushed and fanning himself.
“They shouted atme!” he cried as soon as he saw us. “They told me drag is a sinful abomination, and I was destined for the fires of hell!”
“What’s an abomination,” I said, “is the way Cody’s got all those nasty takeout containers still at his station. You better pick those up, Corn Queen, or you’ll get rats, and I’ll sit by and let them chew your toes.”
Cody moved hastily to clean them up, and Deiondre asked, “How long do you think they’ll stay?”
It was just the queens and I in the dressing room, and I shut the door firmly.
“These protesters are fishy as fuck,” I said. “Why now? Why them? We need to figure out what’s going on. I think I’ll infiltrate the group. I’m the most recent hire. They won’t recognize me.”
“It’s too dangerous,” Beau said immediately, frowning.
“What’s so dangerous about waving a sign and calling you an unholy abomination destined for an eternally burning hell?” I asked.
“Depends on your tone,” he retorted.
“Do you think you can get me an outfit so I can blend in with the protesters out there?” I asked Luis.
He looked out the window, to where the group of protesters still held strong, at least 30-40 of them.
“Ew,thosefashions?” he asked. “You should know better than to think I have anything like that, Elowyn.”
“Please, Luis,” I said. “We really need to figure out who has it in for Heavenly Lights.”
Luis signed. “All right,” he said. “I’ll see what I can scrounge up.”
